Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Canon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron McCain
Songwriter
Dylan Phillips
Songwriter
Byron Juane Grisson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardec Drums
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Skrrt, brrt
Uh
I swear
Run it up
Swear
[Verse 2]
Who I gotta flex for?
Who I gotta flex?
The team I'm with I
Team I'm with
The team I'm with, I claim
Who I really gotta check for?
Who I gotta check?
The team I'm with I
Team I'm with
The team I'm with I claim
Who I really gotta
[Verse 3]
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Who gon' flex?
Who I check, check, check
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Who gon' flex?
Who I check, check, check?
Because our team hittin' all the way now
All the way
Hit all the way down
Same lane, on the way now
Now the way
We done found a way
Yeah, we got it
[Verse 4]
I don't flex unless I'm in Gold's
Shout out Foggieraw, I'm dressed in God as my boast, boast
I don't answer calls unless it's God or my folks
I saw Yahweh on the water, so I got out the boat, yeah
Huh, Indie Tribe the house, RMG the senate
And you lookin' like a tenant, hope that's not offensive, yee
Fifty, fifty, my percentage, if we talkin' business
I'm a chemist with the writtens, I don't need a Qunentin, whew
Yeah, followed by some bots, that is no flex
Uh, flex while takin' shots, that's a Bowflex
Yeah, I'd rather post a pic that has no text, yee
Hit a stage, get a check, then I go bless
[Verse 5]
Yeah, yeah
Pull up on 'em like I got a new Ferrari
Crush my enemies, sorry, I'm not sorry, no
Then she fuck around, let's call it calamari
I've been on point, at clippin' lists
And all you came and got me, whoa
RMG indebted, we just built an army, whoa
I got Dereck told me, tell me who gon' hold me, whoa
A couple guys is firefighters that's my party
A been on point at clippin' lists
And all you came and got me, whoa
[Verse 6]
Who I gotta flex for?
Yeah, yeah
The team I'm with I
Team I'm with, I
The team I'm with, I claim
Who I really gotta check for?
Yeah, yeah
The team I'm with I
Team I with
The team I'm with, I claim
Who I really gotta
Yeah, yeah
The team I'm with I
Team I'm with I
The team I'm with I claim
[Verse 7]
Who I really gotta check for?
Oh yeah
The team I'm with I
Team I'm with I
The team I'm with I claim
Who I really gotta
Yeah, yeah
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Oh, flex, yeah
Who I check, check, check
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Oh flex, yeah
Who I check, check, check
'Cause our team been all the way down
All the way
Been all the way down
Same lane, on the way now
On the way
We done found a way out
We got it
[Verse 8]
Now, let us make a super scientific test
[Verse 9]
I can put the blood on him
But he don't put the blood on him, yeah
I could the blood on him, yeah
He gon' put the blood on him
Yeah
Livin' legends that have been around town, look at the milage, woo
Hardest lyrics get cocky, so cocky
Like, "look at what I did", yeah
Yeah you fly, Superfly, with the brother, tuned out the pilot, whoa
So if God put a plug up on 'em, the more I'll power from the prophet, woo
[Verse 10]
Pull the plug on 'em
Assess the plug on 'em one time
Pull the plug on 'em
Snap the plug on 'em one time
Pull the plug on 'em
Snap the plug at 'em one time
Pull the plug on 'em
Snatch the plug at 'em one time
[Verse 11]
Time and only got me best of last
Still half steppin' when they level up
I seen a beat him for attention
Beefin' like competitors
Hagglers thinkin' we hagglers
Hagglers know
[Verse 12]
And from minus, they upset with us
I ain't counter bustin' never wit' ya
I ain't trippin', you ain't gotta mess with us
E'erbody come from nothin'
You ain't nothin' special, fresher than a sunrise
I do what I do like I'm chillin'
But they try to get me here like the summertime
Brothers, singles, eagles just as well as mine
I can do the same 'bout a hundred times
But before I start fillin' my cell
Let me bring this before I get a bottom line
[Verse 13]
Oh snap
Out of time, yeah, they out of time
Ain't no overtime
Yeah, they sharper shootin'
But they on the line
I know the maker, you just know designs
Yeah, you know designer paint and patters
Tryna turn their heads, that's fine
[Verse 14]
I just hope you know the plug pusher
Yeah, they out of sight 'cause they out of mind
Pullin' the plug on imposters, woo
They be thinkin' that they mobsters
All this sick in this other band, but I tell 'em that I got a good doctor, whoa
Their problem will get turned into credit
The redirect her to the God head
I ain't gotta sugar coat the main source
I'm just pluggin' 'em with God fears
[Verse 15]
I can pull the plug on
Yeah, I can pull the plug on 'em
Yeah
I can put the plug on
Yeah
I can pull the plug on 'em, yeah
Written by: Aaron McCain, Byron Juane Grisson, Dylan Phillips, Jacob Cardec